Aomine Daiki/Kuroko Tetsuya; Kuroko no Basuke no tags; demons, reincarnation, future card buddyfight au word count: 446
Aomine likes lazy afternoons like these, where he can just lie around the apartment and not have to do anything. Here, he doesn’t even have to worry about making himself smaller so that he looks roughly human-sized, and it makes him feel like he’s stretching his limbs out after being in a particularly cramped space for far too long.
He doesn’t have to wear his usual jacket to hide the horns protruding from his head and his shoulders, because it’s just him and Kuroko here now. Kuroko is used to him, leaning back against Aomine’s bigger form with a content hum, happy to just sit there and read his book. Aomine curls his long tail around one of Kuroko’s feet, quiet and possessive, and Kuroko is used to that, too.
Kuroko is used to a lot, and Aomine tries to tell himself that it’s enough. He should be happy enough with the fact that Kuroko has accepted him as his partner, when Aomine appeared out of nowhere and declared that they would be. Fighting for Kuroko is thrilling, against other people and their partners from other realms. Fighting alongside him, when Kuroko summons his own weapons, is even better.
It’s still a pale imitation of what Aomine used to have. Of what Kuroko used to be.
“Aomine-kun,” Kuroko hums, putting his book down. “Will you tell me about Magic World?”
“What do you want to know?” Aomine asks, his heart leaping into his throat. There are things he could tell Kuroko; things that he knows that he shouldn’t, that he would need to carefully skirt around in a way that doesn’t make Kuroko immediately suspicious.
There are things that Kuroko shouldn’t know, like the fact that he’s demon royalty. He’s the prince of Aomine’s home world, sent to the human world without his memories, with his magic sealed away by his parents, to keep him safe. It’s why Aomine is here, to protect him until Magic World is ready for its future king to return.
Kuroko clears his throat. “Can you tell me why it has such a terrible name?”
“Wow,” Aomine laughs, and he whacks Kuroko’s side gently with his tail. “That’s rude.”
Kuroko catches Aomine’s tail, holding it still. His hand is so pale against the blue of Aomine’s skin, and it looks unnatural. Aomine looks away, still not entirely used to the sight of it, not knowing if he ever will be.
“What’s it like?” Kuroko asks, sounding genuinely interested this time.
Empty, without you, Aomine thinks, but he just grins and wraps his arms around Kuroko, chin resting on top of his head. “It’s great, Tetsu. I’ll take you there someday. Promise.”
FILL: Team Kyoutani Kentarou/Yahaba Shigeru, G
no tags; demons, reincarnation,
future card buddyfight auword count: 446
Aomine likes lazy afternoons like these, where he can just lie around the apartment and not have to do anything. Here, he doesn’t even have to worry about making himself smaller so that he looks roughly human-sized, and it makes him feel like he’s stretching his limbs out after being in a particularly cramped space for far too long.
He doesn’t have to wear his usual jacket to hide the horns protruding from his head and his shoulders, because it’s just him and Kuroko here now. Kuroko is used to him, leaning back against Aomine’s bigger form with a content hum, happy to just sit there and read his book. Aomine curls his long tail around one of Kuroko’s feet, quiet and possessive, and Kuroko is used to that, too.
Kuroko is used to a lot, and Aomine tries to tell himself that it’s enough. He should be happy enough with the fact that Kuroko has accepted him as his partner, when Aomine appeared out of nowhere and declared that they would be. Fighting for Kuroko is thrilling, against other people and their partners from other realms. Fighting alongside him, when Kuroko summons his own weapons, is even better.
It’s still a pale imitation of what Aomine used to have. Of what Kuroko used to be.
“Aomine-kun,” Kuroko hums, putting his book down. “Will you tell me about Magic World?”
“What do you want to know?” Aomine asks, his heart leaping into his throat. There are things he could tell Kuroko; things that he knows that he shouldn’t, that he would need to carefully skirt around in a way that doesn’t make Kuroko immediately suspicious.
There are things that Kuroko shouldn’t know, like the fact that he’s demon royalty. He’s the prince of Aomine’s home world, sent to the human world without his memories, with his magic sealed away by his parents, to keep him safe. It’s why Aomine is here, to protect him until Magic World is ready for its future king to return.
Kuroko clears his throat. “Can you tell me why it has such a terrible name?”
“Wow,” Aomine laughs, and he whacks Kuroko’s side gently with his tail. “That’s rude.”
Kuroko catches Aomine’s tail, holding it still. His hand is so pale against the blue of Aomine’s skin, and it looks unnatural. Aomine looks away, still not entirely used to the sight of it, not knowing if he ever will be.
“What’s it like?” Kuroko asks, sounding genuinely interested this time.
Empty, without you, Aomine thinks, but he just grins and wraps his arms around Kuroko, chin resting on top of his head. “It’s great, Tetsu. I’ll take you there someday. Promise.”